Sincerely invite young heroes to break their sleeves

Yang Yueming's right arm was numb, and he couldn't use it for a while, so he slapped his left hand, dodging with the sky light and cloud shadow. As soon as he moved, a fierce palm wind hit the spear.

The long spear slowed down a little, then pierced through the resistance and plunged straight into Yang Yueming.

"Cloud Piercer." Ren Xiaodao whispered.

Everyone also exclaimed when they saw the power of the silver spear penetrating the barrier.

Seeing that Yang Yueming couldn't force the spear back with his palm, he could only turn over and kick back towards the spear.

"Fugui, don't touch the tip of the gun." Ren Xiaodao exclaimed.

The sharpness of Lu Mengming's dagger is well known in all corners of the world. What's more, the deep river water of Tianyu River sealed in the water tank agate has a thousand-year cold air. It's half as cheap.

But it was too late at this time, Yang Yueming's kick was already close to the spearhead, seeing that there was no way to escape, suddenly he swiped and kicked towards the silver spear.

The tip of the gun was deflected, but the tip of the gun also scratched the sole of Yang Yueming's foot, bringing out a little blood.

"Wow, wow, let me wipe it, what the hell are you, you're so cold!" Yang Yueming quickly pulled his feet back.

The whole person swayed to the ground, sat down, covered his feet and cursed.

Everyone: "..."

When masters fight, every second counts. What kind of rogue posture is this?

Or, being injured by a silver-pole and red-tasseled gun, the cold air invaded, and he was unable to support.

Everyone couldn't understand Yang Yueming's strategy at all.

But before Yang Yueming complained, Chen Jintian had already turned back and killed him again. This time, the spear went straight to his neck artery.

"You are too vicious!" Yang Yueming screamed.

Chen Jintian's long spear came fiercely, wrapped in the cold air of water gall agate, and brought a burst of cold air, like an ice blade piercing the air. "As expected of the gun head made by Lu Mengming's dagger." Although Luo Zhuchen's words were recognition of the power of the modified red-tasseled gun, he sighed after all.

The more successful the transformation of this weapon is, the more dangerous it will be for Yang Yueming.

Nie Xueyi hugged his arm nervously: "I heard that the coldness of water tank agate is very evil, it doesn't matter if you are rich or not?"

Luo Zhuchen shook his head: "In terms of martial arts, Chen Jintian's wealth will never lose to Chen Jintian, but Chen Jintian's weapons are too cheap..."

While they were talking, the tip of Chen Jintian's gun was already close to Yang Yueming, only a palm away from his neck. At this moment, Yang Yueming pressed his palms to the ground and jumped up with the rebound of his palms.

"This move is too ugly." A palm-wielding master in the crowd couldn't help but show contempt, "This man is desperate, he has come out with such a bad posture."

"No, I thought it was some kind of great master. There is no such unbearable master in Jianghu."

The others also echoed Haha.

When a master makes a move, every move is to directly exploit the opponent's flaws, no matter how bad it is, it will disturb the opponent's judgment and pace.

If this is forced into a situation, he can put his palm power on the ground.

"Empty mountain shakes the ground." Fu Yuzhu, who was familiar with Gushan Mingyue's palm, immediately recognized Yang Yueming's palm, "Yuxi, hold me."

Qin Yuxi didn't understand Master's intention, but subconsciously grabbed Fu Yuzhu's wheelchair firmly.

As soon as Fu Yuzhu's voice fell, everyone felt that there was a deep sound like thunder passing by underground. As the muffled sound went, the ground under their feet shook violently, and some people whose feet were unstable were shocked Sit on the ground.

Chen Jintian's spear was already in front of Yang Yueming's neck, but at this moment, his foot swayed, and the spear missed his aim. At the same time, Yang Yueming jumped up with the help of his palm, rolled over in the air, and stepped directly on the gun shaft.

Chen Jintian watched Yang Yueming step on his silver spear, but he didn't feel any weight in his hand, and couldn't help but marvel at Yang Yueming's superb lightness skills.

Yang Yueming kicked up again, swept across the air, and swept towards Chen Jintian's head.

Chen Jintian retreated quickly, barely avoiding the kick, but at the same time, Yang Yueming slammed another palm to move the mountain.

Chen Jintian never imagined that Yang Yueming could release another palm while kicking in the air, only felt the mighty force rushing towards his face, and there was no way to retreat.

People fell down like a mountain, Chen Jintian's whole body was slashed by the palm and flew back to the ground, and the spear was released.

"Tell you to bully me!" Yang Yueming landed bitterly, sat down again and hugged his injured left foot, his face turned blue, "What kind of weapon is it, it's not fair at all!"

At this time, the martial arts heroes had just recovered from the earthquake just now, and they saw that Chen Jintian had already rushed, and he was as sad as Diao Qihuan, and his weapons fell to the ground.

What the hell!

It's just a shake, how many plots did you miss?

How did Chen Jintian lose?

How can Chen Jintian say that if you lose, you lose!

We can't accept this result!

And some people who had just stabilized their steps and witnessed the whole process were even more frightened.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the martial arts of the young man in front of him is absolutely superior to that of Chen Jintian, especially the slap on the ground just now, which was not forced or helpless at all, but an astonishing earth-shattering move.

There are quite a few people who use palms in the rivers and lakes, and there are many who can shake the ground or even break the ground, but who can move like thunder, unnoticed at the beginning, and the range is so wide that it will surprise everyone present? Distances are all covered.

If Chen Jintian didn't have the gun in his hand, he wouldn't be able to make more than fifty moves in this competition.

"This young hero, Mu Hao, the owner of Zhulu Villa, hopes to compete with you."

"Give me a half-time break, please! You are decent!" Yang Yueming raised his head contemptuously, and saw Fang Muhao standing in the middle of the crowd gracefully, his clothes fluttering, and looking into his eyes, there was something that made people laugh. shuddering...

murderous look?

Huh, murderous?